Her pussy was cleanly shaved. “Girl, you are smokin’ hot! Your tits are fantastic!” Patricia offered. Diane giggled, then turned and took To...m’s shirt, revealing his bulging biceps and sixpack. “Your husband is quite handsome, isn’t he?” Pat continued. “Patricia, you are gorgeous, too! My husband got hard watching you two,” Diane complimented. “Why don’t you two sit here on the edge of the bed while Stu and I enjoy each other. You can just watch the show, and do whatever you’d like,”. Over her shoulder, without even taking her eyes off the screen she calls 'Dan rang to say he will be home tonight for the weekend. Why don't he read me a bedtime story again?'Instead of inventing an explanation, I correct her grammar. 'Why doesn't, not why don't.' I retort, proceeding to the kitchen.I start to put the shopping away before the frozen things began defrosting.'I had one of those wet dreams again mum' she was right by my side.'Did you darling, I say casually with my head in the. He steps to her side, she tenses, expecting the contact she so desires. She is left feeling rejected as the is left by the air caressing her naked body as he walks past. Hearing his footsteps as he retreats behind her, unseen. Fighting the desperate urge to turn and investigate. She hears a soft metallic noise, as if metal is girding against metal. Not harsh, but a soft drawn out sound. Her pulse quickens at the thoughts career in her mind. “What is it” she desperately thinks to herself. Her. I can’t even remember how many bedrooms and baths, but a family could have a shit-load of guests staying here at one time. On the second floor was a ‘Grand Ballroom’ for dancing, with room for a small band and a large grand piano in one corner. There were offices and recreation rooms, and, well rooms for anything and everything. I think there were somewhere like 30 rooms in the house, and they were all large.Lily even showed me her private boudoir and it was embarrassing to admit, but it was by.